i do not wish to
see you
like a blank sheet
of paper
i have nothing to
write there
and if i try to
scribble
you may complain
more
and tell the world
that i made
you all the more
unhappier
perhaps i can leave
you in the
contents of your
silence
will you be complete
without me?
will you smile when
i become
a shadow?
i have a long list of
places for
my new journey
and i am telling my
hosts there
that for now
i shall be alone.
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